Chapter 61: Moving the tiger away from the mountain

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Today it was the day of the full month of Qiong Yue's Third Prince thus there were decorations everywhere and was especially lively. The heavens was kind that although it was cold for quite some days, early this morning, the warm light shone on the earth through the white paper on the window into the house, bringing warmth to the room.

Qing Feng gently opened the door and took a deep breath. She had been stifled in this house for an entire month that she felt so stuff up. If it wasn't the little fellow who gave her trouble all day, she cannot think of how she would felt if she stayed in the house for an entire month. Qing Feng was about to carry the child to walk around the shade under the big tree when she felt wind rush. Ru Yi rushed over from the outside and said, "Your Ladyship, the Empress Dowager sent someone to convey to you to bring the Little Prince to Dong Sheng Palace at Sishi (modern timing: 9 – 11 am).

Qing Feng who was still smiling immediately stopped. The officer of Rites had already came over seven or eight days before to inform on today's schedule. At that time, it was just listening and she was almost dead of boredom. Thinking that the rest of the day would be this tired, Qing Feng could only howl in grief in her heart. Seeing Qing Feng frowning, Ru Yi thought that she had timed it too early and quickly explained, "Because the abbot of Yu Quan Temple has specially wanted to pray for the Little Prince. After the blessing ceremony, it is still required to go to the Imperial Mausoleum to pray and there is still the banquet at night..."

Ru Yi did not finish when Qing Feng waved her hands and feebly replied, "I know..."

Knowing that her Mistress was always afraid of these tedious rituals and explanations, Fu Ling smiled, "The rules of the Palace is like that. It would be fine after today."

Qing Feng would not believe Fu Ling's words of comfort. If one were to live in the Palace, one would need to adapt oneself to it. "Alright." Qing Feng lamented loudly and gave a look of resign as she carried the tightly and warmly wrapped little guy. She forced a smile, "Come on my obedient son. Let's us suffer today."

Naturally the little fellow did not know what Qing Feng was talking about, only that his mother carried him and he immediately grinned. This smile instantly erased the boredom in Qing Feng's heart. Gently patting the little fellow's head, the edges of Qing Feng's lips also flew up.

Taking advantage of Qing Feng's mood turning well, Ru Yi quickly reminded, "Your Ladyship, it is almost time." The Little Prince was her Ladyship's happy pill, no matter what troubles her, as long as the Little Prince smiles, her Ladyship would immediately cheer up.

When Qing Feng carried the child to the door, she suddenly remembered something and said to Fu Ling who was behind her, "Go and pass a message to the Prime Minister's residence to my Eldest Sister. Say that there are a lot of events in the Palace today and don't let her or Youngest Sister come to Qing Feng Hall to look for me. After this busy period is over, I will receive them in the Palace for a gathering."

"Yes."

Qing Feng walked out of the door of the hall when an Imperial Guard stood by the door. Qing Feng's heart slightly jump a beat as she looked over to discover that that person was not Ming Ze. Was he transferred away? Or was it... Qing Feng was secretly guessing when the old mama, who was sent over by the Empress Dowager to pick her up, was impatient, "Your Ladyship, it would not be good to miss the auspicious time."

Never mind. If he left then he has left. After putting down her chaotic thoughts, Qing Feng carried the baby and heading to the direction of Dong Sheng Palace.

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Qing Feng thought that during the blessing ceremony and the ceremony for the ancestors, she would be able to see Yan Hong Tian but at the end he did not appear at all. After that she heard Fu Ling explained then she only knew that Qiong Yue regulation was as such. When a Prince had reached to his full month, it was always the Empress Dowager that would preside over the blessing ceremony and other matter. Qing Feng did not know why there was an indescribable feeling in her heart, maybe it was disappointment.

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